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    She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation.
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    intense love always leads to mourning.
    Louise Glück, “Metamorphosis” (via wordsnquotes)

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    She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.
    Joanne Harris
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    I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
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    Meet Batlam, a lamb born at a science center. Batlam was born on Easter In Norway, at Vitengarden, in 2014. He was born with corpse paint, or more accurately, corpse wool. Batlam’s wool darkens into a pure black around his evil eyes and the front part of his mouth. Photos: Odd Kjetil Liland, Jærmuseet

    She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.
    Joanne Harris
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